“You like this don’t you? You like daddy spanking you, your pussy is all wet.” With a finger I pushed the wet material into Amy’s twat causing...her to moan a little louder. She opened her legs more, inviting me to play with her pussy more, which I did. “Oh daddy, that feels so good when you play with my pussy.” I quickly removed my finger from Amy’s pussy and told her to stand up. She looked a little surprised at this but played along. Once she was standing in front of me I said, “So, you. No one would hire someone who had lost everything like that until he won something back. He said, “It doesn’t look to me that you have the weapons necessary to sell your services.”Mike laughed and said, “I’m a terror with a shovel full of manure. You can ask the horses. They’ll tell you the same thing.”Carl laughed and said, “I’m not hiring.”“I didn’t think so,” Mike said.“I hope you won’t cause any trouble,” Carl said. Too many times these guys would go out and pound on some defenseless slob. It lined up perfectly with her hole. (What a coincidence !)Taking him in hand, I rubbed him round her entrance, using her juices to lubricate the glans, sweeping him backwards and forwards over her sensitive clit.Slowly I began to push his head in to her entrance. I could feel the resistance of a previously unopened cunt but, as I was not yet fully erect, I was able to insinuate his head into that beautiful little gap. The pressure gripping my prick was intense, nearly making me cum there and. My parents were quite well to do and bought a large house 6 bedrooms (3 levels up, with a walk in attic and a large basement) also had a large garden area with apple orchard and other out buildings. It had become the best playground for me and my sister who was 19 years old and we spent our childhood years playing in the extensive gardens around the house. In the mid 1960’s my uncle and aunty and 2 daughters were kicked out of East Africa Uganda with thousands of other Asian Indian. With no.